Wind swept through the Forbidden Lands, which seemed, true to their name, to be lands truly forsaken...
Everyone remained silent, staring blankly at the two figures nestled against each other.
Every word seemed to explain the origins of the Calamity of the Nine Heavens, yet did they not also tell of the helplessness of the people of both realms?
This world forced them to kill the people of the other realm in order to survive.
The world was like floating timber, yet it was Floating Leaf...
Back then, in the second illusion of the Divine Realm Ghost Gate with Ning Baixue and the others, Su Mo had seen a surging river, with a piece of Floating Wood in it.
The "exotic beasts" on the Floating Wood resisted the "exotic beasts" below trying to climb aboard, while those below fought desperately to get onto the Floating Wood.
The Chess-Playing Old Man had once asked him how to resolve it.
Su Mo had answered: the Chess Player enters the river...
That illusion had been left by the Confucian Sage to tell those who came after him the truth of this world.
But the White-Clad One had yet to reach the Chess Player's realm.
On the floating "timber," all were chess pieces.
Upon Twin Leaves, all was fate...
Across the boundless Forbidden Lands, pitch-black rune characters were slowly piecing themselves together, like talismans demanding lives.
Shi Jiuxuan nestled in the white-clad man's arms. A cool wind passed through; this world was so very cold.
"Husband, do you still remember the words on that stone stele at the Ghost Gate's altar?" Shi Jiuxuan slowly asked.
The White-Clad One nodded gently.
"What is gained from all living beings is returned to all living beings..."
Shi Jiuxuan smiled softly, seemingly remembering something, and spoke tenderly.
"You